Rob Berretta

Come Round



I felt with my elation, when out of time you just emerged

The unsettling sensation of many phases of my life converged

Different loves from distant days

Beating off this mellowed heart

Many years of peaceful ways

In danger now of being blown apart



Come ‘round, good things come to those who wait

Come ‘round, but do I have the strength to tempt my fate?

Come ‘round, what goes down comes ‘round sometimes too late


I had found so many friends back from years of being gone

But I never thought we’d make amends when you could have been the closest one

There are now many words to say

Hope competing with regret

How I drove you hard away

But found still that I never could forget



© 2004 Robert Berretta